Epilogue
Amelia lay in her coffin looking up through the narrow glass opening, she could see Nina and the council members performing the ceremony as she had instructed them. Nina looked down at her and smiled, "sweet child" she thought to herself. Amelia closed her eyes as she felt the blood rushing out of her body, it was the strangest sensation in the world, it felt like her entire being was being penetrated by a warm darkness. As she felt herself becoming more and more drowsy she allowed her thoughts to drift back to the harrowing events of just over a year ago. So much death had come to her coven, Viktor, Markus, the Council, Nathan, Matthew the entire coven. Then she thought about Malachi, how happy he had made her, and how devastated she had been, how devastated she still was since he had been taken from her. As the darkness lovingly lulled her into unconsciousness Amelia allowed herself to imagine what may have been, had she accepted his advance a century ago, or even tried to salvage his affection before Nina arrived. A cold tear ran down her face as what was left of her conscious mind forced her to come to a realization. A century of denial was a long time; however an eternity of loneliness would be even longer. Amelia smiled as the sweet embrace of her slumber finally took hold, she longed for that beautiful void where pain was non existent. As her slumber allowed her to escape the last vestiges of pain offered by the waking world, she took her first steps in the shadowed mirage her mind had created for her, and then as her eyes fluttered closed for final time she saw what she longed for, in the paper world of her mind she saw a tall figure dressed in black carrying a cane, he was waiting for her. "Malachi" she smiled.
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